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LEAP OF FAITH
He looks across the canyon
He sees no way to traverse
He looks up the cliff for a rope
Seeing none, he starts to curse
He walks madly up and down
Feeling stressed and feeling low
He picks up stones and pebbles
Down the canyon he will throw
He thinks he has lost everything
There is nothing left to love
He sits down and starts to weep
And then he hears a voice from above
“Take a look at what you’ve done”
“I’ve done nothing, I’m no help” he cries
“You’ve done more than you think
Now stop and dry your eyes”
He sits there ignoring the voice
Any help he wants is out of reach
“Stand up, do not cut me out
There is more for you to teach”
He looks up, and shakes his head
“I teach nothing! Open your ears!
If you think I’m a help,
Where have you been all these years?”
“You have not wanted me.
You did not want to believe
I would not come to you
When you think I would deceive.”
He wipes his eyes and stands
There is truth in all these words
He sees his camera and frowns
That wasn’t there, this is absurd
The camera is big and is not his
It’s different to the one he owns
It shows him taking photos
Even picking up the stones
He sees something on the photo
And now knows he will be safe
He walks to the edge of the canyon
He is rewarded with his leap of faith
He carefully crosses the gap
He knows he can see his friends
As he reaches the other side I wake
And I have no idea how this ends.
As a great many of you know, I had a bit of a meltdown yesterday. I am normally a lot stronger than that and if I do meltdown, I don’t do it in public. As a result of that “internal crisis” I had this as a dream last night. It wasn’t a poem in the dream, but it was all there.
Thank you, all of you for your kind words of encouragement and support in my moment of weakness. I really do appreciate it.
Do You Remember
Do you remember the way we looked?
The way we looked into each others eyes?
What we saw in them, what we felt?
How we could read each other?
Do you remember the way we danced?
The way we danced all night?
The way we embraced each other?
How our feet moved as one?
Do you remember the way we spoke?
The way we spoke to each other with smiles?
What we would say to cause laughter?
How we would speak of love?
Do you remember the way we felt?
The way we felt each other even at a distance?
The spark when our fingers touched?
How just a thought caused breathlessness?
Do you remember the way we sat?
The way we sat for hours watching the stars?
When we looked at the constellations?
How we made wishes on shooting stars?
Do you remember the way we loved?
The way we loved each other with our souls?
When being away from each other was painful?
How we would ache to be each other’s arms?
Do you remember the way we parted?
The way we parted because there was no choice?
When we had to say goodbye?
How you stood at the airport with tears flowing?
Do you remember the look we gave each other?
The way the look said it all?
That no matter the time, a call was always welcome?
How we would always rush to help?
Do you remember we made promises?
The way we made promises to always be there?
Because we opened each others hearts?
How we said we could never be together?
Do you remember the restaurants?
The way the restaurants would wait for us?
That there was always a meal waiting?
How we would always have Paris?
© Alastair Forbes 2013